"A mere dog has been chasing me for half a day!" Feng Bujue was annoyed when he realized that. Furthermore, he had already activated his skill. If he stopped now and fought in his normal state, the Life Points that he had spent in the past half a minute would have been wasted.
He hurriedly dashed out, wanting to use the shortest amount of time, the fastest and most ferocious attack to blast that hound into pieces.
Feng Bujue slid to the side. He held the flashlight in his left hand and held the wrench in his right. He was ready to attack at any moment.
However, when the monster entered Feng Bujue's sight and was illuminated by the flashlight, he was shocked. He could not help but be thankful that he had activated Body Enhancement Spell earlier.
There was a rush of footsteps through the mist formed by the damp air, and a huge, terrible shadow came through the fog.
Its neck was raised proudly, its eyes were almond-shaped, the top of its head was flat, and its ears stood erect. Its white and strong teeth bit down in a scissor shape. The muscles on its body were well-developed and compact. Its neck was slightly arched and gradually widened to join its body. Its back was short and strong, and it had enough width. Its thighs were long and wide, and the front and back of its body were well-balanced.
These were the characteristics of a well-trained, well-trained, and well-bred dog. Of course, as a monster from Thriller Paradise, the purpose of its creation was to scare and kill people, not to participate in the Westminster competition. Therefore, it had something that a normal dog did not have.
Its body was as black as coal, and its eyes were as bright as fire. Its body was unbelievably large. Compared to it, a tiger would be no different from a cat.
It opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, and saliva dripped from its teeth. The most exaggerated thing was that the head of the hound's mouth, neck hair, and the lower part of its neck were shining. It looked very much like the legendary hellhound, except that this monster only had one head and not three.
"This thing is made from alchemy, isn't it?" When Feng Bujue gasped with dissatisfaction, the hound had already leaped at him.
The monster stood up on its hind legs and could bite Feng Bujue's neck, so Feng Bujue did not dare let his guard down. He jumped back and evaded the hound's bite.
This time, Feng Bujue jumped so far that even he was surprised by himself. The bonus brought by the Body Enhancement Technique was far beyond his expectations. It was the first time he had experienced such a physical quality that was obviously higher than that of ordinary people. He wasn't used to it. For example, his dynamic vision, which had been greatly improved along with his speed and strength … As long as he focused, everything in front of him seemed to slow down. He could even see a mosquito clearly. He even felt like he could catch the mosquito with two fingers if he stretched out his hand.
At the end of the first movie of "The Matrix", Neo seemed to have felt the same way after his awakening. When Smith attacked him for the last time, he easily received the attack and changed his two-handed stance to a single-handed stance with a puzzled look on his face. This was a normal reaction after one's strength had suddenly increased by several times … It was a slight discomfort.
The hound's attack did not stop. With a howl, it jumped in an arc that was comparable to Feng Bujue's jump, and once again pounced forward.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out in the forest. Feng Bujue was knocked down by the monster, but he wasn't bitten because the [Mario's Wrench] in his hand was held horizontally in the hound's mouth like a bone.
The hound's bite was extremely strong, and its teeth were as hard as steel. Despite its upper and lower jaws biting down on the metal wrench, it was completely fine. If it were a normal dog, its teeth would have been shattered already.
At such a close distance, Feng Bujue got a clearer look. It was hard to tell what breed the dog was. Its head and fur were similar to a Doberman, but its body was like a mastiff, and its head was bigger than a lioness. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to say that it was a chimera.
Feng Bujue's strength was also very high. He held the wrench tightly in his right hand and held it horizontally between the hound's mouth. It was a temporary stalemate with the monster. His left hand let go of the flashlight and took out the small knife that Zaroff had given him. He stabbed it into the soft belly of the hound.
In that instant, Feng Bujue's face was covered in dog blood, but he knew that the battle was not over. He couldn't stop attacking until the enemy was completely dead. He ignored the blood on his face and continued to exert strength in his wrist. He cut a straight line from the hound's neck to its stomach. After all, the monster was still a hound. When its most lethal part, its mouth, was suppressed, it was unable to fight against a human who was more agile and could use weapons.
Before the hound died, it used a shocking amount of strength to leave a deep bite mark on the wrench. Unfortunately, its strength was not enough to destroy the wrench. The terrifying howl eventually turned into a wail. Its blood and guts splashed all over Feng Bujue. Then, it was over, and its body collapsed to the ground.
Feng Bujue quickly pushed the large body away and let it fall to the side. He was almost out of energy. He was afraid that he would be crushed under the hound's body.
After dealing with this … probably a dog, Feng Bujue immediately deactivated Body Enhancement Spell. In less than three minutes, he was burning his Life Points at a rate of two percent every five seconds. Combined with the fact that he was already low on Life Points before the battle started, his Life Points had dropped to thirty-two percent. There were still three hours until sunrise. If this continued, even without Zaroff, another dog like this, or another 'Leech Incident', Feng Bujue would die on his own.
"Haa … Haa …" After deactivating the spell, Feng Bujue gasped for air. The pain, fatigue, discomfort, and so on all over his body surged like a tsunami. It seemed that there were still some aftereffects after using the Body Enhancement Technique. These symptoms could not be explained by the attributes or the description in the menu. It was similar to a kind of mental fatigue caused by overload.
However, there was no time for Feng Bujue to rest. He had to continue his journey. With every step he took toward the southeast, he would be one step further away from danger. Using space to trade for time, while he was fighting for space, he could not afford to waste time.
After catching his breath, Feng Bujue picked up the flashlight, put away his weapon, and continued his journey.
He was in great pain. His body was covered in the hound's blood, and it caused his clothes to stick to his skin. The humid environment and the rising temperature caused him great suffering.
However, there was something about Feng Bujue. His endurance was very good, and in other people's eyes, it was scary. This quality was reflected in many ways. Other than the fact that he could survive for a long time with the support of plain noodles, there was also … For example, he could be bullied on a crowded bus for more than forty minutes by aunties who liked to lean on other people when they were standing; he could eat his friend's extremely disgusting food and maintain a calm expression. He could even finish it all and say, "Not bad." He could even go a week without taking a shower or changing his clothes …
In conclusion, physical discomfort did not pose much of a threat to Feng Bujue. Some dog's blood and guts were not enough to challenge his endurance that was comparable to that of a monk.
If a female player encountered this situation, she would probably have lost her mind already. If she could not find something like a water source to clean herself up in a short amount of time, she might even go offline.
Speaking of female players, One Sword Stroke and Not a Scaredy Cat were not doing well either.
They had also encountered a hound, and it was similar to the monster Feng Bujue had encountered. Thankfully, there were two of them, and One Sword Stroke was a player who specialized in combat. In terms of combat ability, he was definitely stronger than Feng Bujue, who had not activated Body Enhancement Spell.
When the battle started, One Sword rushed forward. Using his quick movement, he used his sword to circle around the hound. But as time went on, he started to lose the upper hand. He knew very well that once the monster pounced on him, his throat would be torn apart, and he would die instantly. Therefore, he could only kite the monster, expending his Stamina Points to exchange for some of the monster's HP.
After about ten moves, Not a Scaredy Cat, who had retreated to the side, realized that One Sword would not be able to handle this alone. If he died, she would have to continue the game alone, and that was something that she did not wish to happen. The special ability given by her title, Hide-and-Seek, was an active skill called Count to Ten. This skill was best used when there was a teammate, so she had to try her best not to be left alone.
Therefore, Not a Scaredy Cat decided to temporarily abandon the image of a weakling who needed protection. She took out her weapon and silently approached the hound's back.
Not far away, One Sword's range of movement was slowly being narrowed down by the hound. He slowly retreated to the side of a tree, and the space for him to evade was slowly shrinking. In his heart, he had a more accurate assessment of his combat ability compared to the monster's … His maximum speed was indeed thirty percent faster than the hound, but that was about it. The difference in strength was too big, and there was no way he could fight the monster head-on.
That was the nature of combat. Before and halfway through the battle, the mentality of the players would change. Merely 'observing' the opponent would not provide as much information as actually experiencing the battle. Before the battle, the mentality of 'how strong can the opponent be' would be quickly shattered once the battle started.
The exhaustion of Stamina Points waited for no one, and the situation was not completely under One Sword's control. Now, he was faced with a decision. Should he sacrifice a large amount of Life Points to fight back for a more stable victory, or should he continue like this until he came up with another solution?
Just as One Sword was hesitating, a scene that shocked him appeared before his eyes.
The place where they were fighting was close to a stone wall. The trees around them were scattered, and the night sky above them was clear and beautiful. The stars shone with a cold light, and the moon hung high in the sky, bathing the place in soft and hazy light.
Under the moonlight, a small figure suddenly leaped into the air. Drawing an arc in the air, she descended from the sky behind the hound. The monster and One Sword froze where they were. The former sensed danger, and the latter was stunned by what he saw.
Not a Scaredy Cat was using both of her hands to raise a large hammer. Like a tiger descending the mountain, she swung it down at the monster.
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